Camp Blitzkrieg

"As of now the oldest child of the family, male or female around the United States has to enlist and serve in a special program called Camp Blitzkrieg. This camp is to train the children faster as well prepare them for war. We are losing too many troops in the war against Isis and are counting on the help of the brave children. Each state has a destination for the children to report to in the morning. The destination will be texted to their phone right after this message. Any fail to show will be charged with treason and sentenced to jail or juve under the circumstances of the age, thank you for your understanding and god bless" The news reporter finished before the television returned to the game.

I looked over at my mother who had tears in her eyes. I was about to speak when I saw the text come through on my phone, I looked it over and growled at the destination.

"They are picking us up in Placentia" I spoke.

"Isn't that where.." My mother started.

"Yes, and he is the oldest so I'll be seeing him again" I groaned and paced the living room.

"Well when do you have to be there?" Steve asked.

"10 am" I spoke.

"We are going to call everyone over tonight" My mother responded as tears fell down her cheeks.

I nodded my head in silence and kept repeating the news reporter's words in my head. I let my mind wonder and started to talk to myself. I couldn't believe there weren't enough men and women to serve. How could they take the children and expect us to fight, I mean lot's of kids now are against war. This isn't going to end well.